It's been a long time since I've posted anything on my blog. Yesterday, April 30th, was the 5th year since my Dad died and two days prior would have been my mom's 80th birthday. For some reason I thought this weekend would come and go with relative ease since the last two were easier than the first two. I was wrong. This weekend was super charged and painful. Every emotion seemed right on the surface. I fixated on everything left undone and all the things yet to be done or yet to be started including both my list and Brad's list (and "no" that did not end well).
I posted a question on FB asking my FB peeps who have lost their parents or a loved one what emotions they feel or behaviors they do in the
days preceding the "anniversary". The responses couldn't have been more meaningful.
A grade school friend (1st grade maybe?) who has lost both her parents, too, shared something really sweet. She finds small ways to honor their memory throughout the year, so I’m thinking I will finish out my 52 weeks of pictures to honor my dad. He had few hobbies, but when he he could he took out his camera and had quite an eye.
I think to honor his memory this will be a good thing for me.
P.S. I'm going to pre-date the blog posts since they will be photos from 2015. It will be good.